Born in 230 BC, Magnus has very little memory of himself before his "rebirth" as a Vampire. he remembers nothing of his family or even his real name. It changed as the centuries went on. As far as becoming a vampire, he knows he was not given the choice. The affliction was simply thrown unto him for being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
The year was 560 AD and Magnus had been desperately searching for his own kind. He had spoken to many historians and shamans about the various legends surrounding beast who drank others blood and dwelled in darkness. One such historian had led him to Africa, where centuries ago, there had been a dark plague that ravished the land. Legend had it that the people there had turned into blood craving monsters who could not step out into sunlight.
Centuries later, Magnus had established himself within the Vampire clans as a respected and feared Supreme Leader. Having gained the trust of the few older Vampires and having been treated as royalty from the minute he was presented, things had been very easy.
I am Toodles. Clan leader of the Marcus bloodline. I stand at 5'11
and decided years ago, to do away with the long hair usually associate
with my kind. On a good day, you could almost mistake me for being
human, my eyes turn nearly a perfect brown. Our kind are the
youngest of the vampire world. Some consider us babies. Unexperienced.
I believe we are simply the new and improved vampire. Sure, alot of us
are not pure bloods. I am not even pureblood.
Since I was reborn, I have seen many of my kind die before my eyes. I
made it up to clan leader when our previous leader took a mortal blow
to the heart and we were forced to put him into stasis. I have only been
leader for a short time, but hope my leadership is as good and as well
accepted as our previous leader.
Skyler couldn't wait to talk to the clan leader about what they were going to do. He couldn't wait to take revenge on them blood sucking vermin. He wasn't sure of what clan the guy belonged to. The guy seemed young but that didn't mean much when you were talking about vampires. He had something for them, and he couldn't wait for the next full moon.
Their whole clan was young. The clan of the bloodline of Alexander. They became a motorcycle club out of necessity really. The way they had to keep moving and keep under the radar. A motorcycle club was just the way to do it. They had their own colors too. They were actually respected by more than a few of the older, more established clubs. New members usually didn't make initiation.
When he was 14. That night, he knew something was wrong. That was when they visited him for the first time. He heard them outside his bedroom _ He knew he had to be with them. He ran out into the night with the pack and feasted.
My father (Edward) was chosen as the King being that he was the oldest member of the bloodline of Ruth. We watched our numbers grow in strength whilst we lived in the forests of England.
That night we battled with a rival vampire clan I remembered turning to watch my father being killed, his head cut clean from his body. The vampire responsible was Kaelus, I took my revenge short and swift.
To keep the peace alive I suggested a treaty to be drawn up between the two houses, a treaty that would keep us both safe. This was agreed by both parties and peace has been with us for another hundred and fifty years.
But the Youngbloods, the Blood Line of Alexander (Youngest) were restless and they wanted to take revenge. They blamed me for not acting against our enemy, for not revenging the death of our King.
He had always fended for himself. Having been orphaned at the age of three, he hadn't really been given the choice. Humans had been so unkind to the Werewolf clans, and that night had been no exception. Mind you he was not a Werewolf but it seemed people wanted to label him such anyway. While on the ship taking him to London, a group of older men had attempted to rob him, as his temper flared at being slapped around a few times, unexpectedly, the change began.
Then again, there would be time enough to kill as he pleased. After over four hundred years roaming the planet he had made a lot of friends, and some enemies. The Vampire clans had a treaty, he did not need to fear them, although there was talk of disturbances at the higher level. And he needed to see what the issue were.
Knowing the anguish he had suffered as a child all those centuries ago, and the loneliness that befell him every night when alone on the veranda, Magnus broke his sacred oath of humanity, and bit the child.
Today Zaio had grown into a fine young man. Powerful and cunning, he lead the hunters on the rare occasion a problem arose. A born leader, with a more than justified hate for werewolves and humans alike.
If he only knew, the true destiny that awaited him, perhaps he would not be so eager to stick his neck out at every opportunity, but such things could wait until later.
Please father, you must help her! Zaio screamed as the blood dripped between his hands onto his feet. He was covered, even his shoulder lenght white hair looked strawberry.
I cannot help a dying human son, you of all people should know that.
Arms reaching, Zaio stepped forward and forced the girl into his father's arms.
You helped me, and that should be enough, you can do the same for her. She is my sister father, I know it. Look into her eyes, you shall see it as well.
Magnus did as Zaio had asked, he looked into this beautiful blonde hair, blue eyed girl and was struck with the same sense of purpose as all those years ago when he'd come accross Zaio.
Frederick pleaded with him to simply throw her to the wolves, a notion that would have been appropriate with any other.
Take her to the Compound, she will complete our family
Magnus did as Zaio had asked, he looked into this beautiful blonde hair, blue eyed girl and was struck with the same sense of purpose as all those years ago when he'd come accross Zaio.
Frederick pleaded with him to simply throw her to the wolves, a notion that would have been appropriate with any other.
If you do decide to kill them or injure them, remember that as per MY character, the following are his "children", so be aware that some consequences would be forthcoming .
Ive introduced two characters (Melchior and Kull) that will be important to the story so please dont kill them off, at least not yet.
Melchior: very old friend of mine, been through many battles together and I treat him like a brother.
kull: the greatest warrior of the werewolf clan and bodyguard to the king.
Zach swam in the cold waters heading to the dock, he would often swim on his back trying to figure out if the clouds would part before he was able to make it. Eventually, the moon borke through, but no matter, he wasn't a slave to it as his brothers were. He could turn at anytime he wanted, be as big as a bear or an average sized dog, but he didn't care. He couldn't stop thinking about all these patrols, he had remembered last time he was in London, the patrols were crazy. If he were noticed tonight, things would not end well, he considered what he just said and laughed, he was in the middle of the ocean swimming toward the docks.
Zach finally made it to shore, where he was pulled up from the dock and dropped. He was surprised that he was pulled up and looked upon his helper. It was a vampire and apparently down the dock, there was a car.
We have a car ready for you The vampire began to walk toward the car and Zach quickly followed. But was heavily confused, how did they know he would be their? He hadn’t told anyone.
How did you know that I was arriving?
Just get in the car The vampire said, as Zach slid in the back of the vehicle.
A lead car escorted them.
But that was all he would see as the Vampires darkened the cars windows. After a little while of driving, not too far, but far enough. The door opened and Zach could see where they were at now… The vampire compound, probably a bad idea, but there still was a treaty.
Wait here, you will be called shortly. The Vampire driver said.
Zach looked around and sat down on the car’s trunk, while he waited for the meeting to start. The sun had begun to come out, but was still fighting off the darkness.
The flight to London was a pleasant one. Skyler had partied with his brothers well into the early morning hours and told them he had go to Maine be with his sick mother. A sick lie, he knew it, but it was the only one he could come up with on such short notice. Had he told them what he was about to do, it would've been nothing but trouble.
It was better this way. He wanted to know why his clan seemed to rank on the King's pay no mind list. Sure, he made sure they had plenty of money but anything beyond that seemed off limits. They were kept in the dark about most things and it really ticked him off. The last event, one of his brothers being cut down in a strip club by a vampire, was too much.
As he drew nearer to the compound he could see someone sitting on the trunk of a jet black BMW. To him, that car was right in front of where the compound should be. He slowed down and gazed harder. He began to focus on the subject and conjured his heightened senses. His nostrils flared and eyes narrowed. He sensed a werewolf.
As he turned and began his ritualistic walking he almost walked right into the guy who was now standing directly in front of him. He instinctively thrust his hand under his jacket and grabbed hold of the grip on his pistol. The guy was amazingly fast and disarmed him before he could blink. Skyler stood frozen before a werewolf of old, a werewolf of the bloodline of Elizabeth. A Black Dog. Skyler was no match for this guy and he waited for his next move. He could only pray that whatever was going on, didn't have anything to do with his clan's demise.
I was sitting in the compound, starting to get impatient. "What is the friggin hold up"? I screamed at no one. Not expecting a reply.
"Zacharia has arrived" shouted a loud voice.
This meeting was made into such a huge deal but it meant nothing to me, honestly. A bunch of dogs are going to be entering our sacred home just so we can tell them to chill out. I looked out one of the huge, stained glass windows to get a good look at the werewolf Zecharia leaning against the back of his car.
I glanced out the window again, the werewolf was gone. Where had he gone? I didn't hear the permission being given for them to enter the compound. Maybe I should alert them that something is up.
I turned to the hunter vampire sitting next to me. He was part of the Marcus bloodline and one of the newest members. Only 78 years old. "Andrew, keep an eye out this _ That werewolf has disappeared and I don't like the way this looks". I said. Andrew replied "Yes, sir".
I got up and moved to the table across the hall. It was a glorious site to see all these vampires converging at one place. This has not happened in so many years. To know we are strong still was reassuring. I was beginning to think I was the only clan leader who had sense left.
The door to our room swung open and in walked Kull, one of our greatest warriors that ever battled against the vampires.
You two better look at this he said, shoving the paper into my hand.
Its from the Vampires, they want to meet with us he continued.
I looked down at the piece of paper in my hand; they’d requested a meeting in London at one of their compounds.
It could be a trap sire said Melchior.
Maybe, my old friend but we are going anyway I replied.
Kull, get the cars ready, make sure we are carrying weapons I said as I turned back towards the window Im not letting any blood sucker get the better of me, not tonight
We left in convoy later that night for our two hour road trip to London. There were two armoured cars in front and two behind us as we travelled along the motorways in our blacked out Mercedes. Thoughts went through my mind as to what the Vampires wanted.
As we arrived and pulled up to the compound gates you could feel the tension in the air. There were guards everywhere we looked. But we were ready for anything. The cars came to a halt and we turned off the engines and lights. We watched and waited.
A modern breakthrough in Vampire technology, it had been in the works for decades before it was finally installed and working properly. It consisted of a translucent material which wrapped the top of the building. It allowed light to pass through yet reflected the harmful UV rays that meant certain death for any Vampire caught in them
The hunt for them had been long and extensive. Quite frankly Magnus was getting tired of loosing good men to unworthy opponents. These new breeds of Vampire and Werewolf had no respect for the old ways, no love for their heritage and perhaps most disturbing of all, they did not obey when given orders.
Of Course Sire, everything is as you have planned. Our hunters will be posted at all entrances as well as in the research facilities and any other vital parts of the compound. Also, Zaio is also finishing preparations on Black Stone, and it will be ready for when our guests arive.
Wonderful Frederick, and Zoe? How is her research doing?
She is presently in America doing joint research with our New York Division and should arrive shortly before dawn.
Good, I want her present at the meeting, any word on when the Lycans are set to arrive?
During daylight hours of course, always need to make an entrance, foul beasts.
Easy Frederick, our goal is not to have another war, you know as well as I do the consequences of something like that. Let us hope that things go well.
One more thing Frederick. We shall be extending an invite to a young Black Dog who will have great interest in our little event being planned. I have sent agents to collect him.
A random Black Dog? Sire, forgive me but have you lost your mind?
Far from it, I am simply extending a hand of good faith to a deserving creature. Do not worry, things will be fine. Now, be gone Frederick and see me when everything is complete and our guests arrive
As Frederick left the veranda at a frantic pace, Magnus caught the sweet smell of Lycan blood in the air, and wondered if his surprise guest had already arrived. There would be alto to discuss and Magnus would make sure that things went as he desired.
Magnus made his way through the double doors into his chambers and clicked the intercom on.
Please allow our friends into the grand foyer, the meeting will take place shortly.
One fateful morning during winter break when Sebastian was 17. He and his grandfather went on a long hunt. They had spent 3 days horse back riding up into the snowy mountains and down into a deep ravine.
That morning before they broke camp. Sebastian noticed a wolf up on a small knoll near their campsite just sitting there watching them.
Grandfather do you see that?
Without looking up from his morning coffee his grandfather spoke. He has been shadowing us ever since we left. I thought by now you would have been more aware of your surroundings. Dont they teach you anything of the real world in those fancy white mans schools?
Smiling he looked over at his grandfather and said. Get a grip grandfather. You know movies talk now and come in color. What do you think? Is he hungry? Maybe I should throw him some Jerky maybe he will go away?
His grandfather stood up towering over his 6' 2" tall grandson, he looked down at him and patted him on his shoulder with his massive hand and said...
That would be an insult. We as guests dont offer the owner of the house a bribe for them to leave. This is his home, this vast ravine is where he dwells. When we leave he will still be here. He has come becuase of you.
Slayer turned and looked over at the wolf then back at his grandfather.
Me? Why me?
His grandfather smiled then said...
Well I have been coming to this ravine for years and this is the only time I have seen him come this close. He is showing you his respect.
Knowing his Grandfather disapproved of the war in Vietnam he hesitated for a few seconds finally he admitted to his grandfather the truth.
I signed up already and will be going to Vietnam. I figure my country is at war. I should join the Marines and do my part just like you did yours in WWII.
Looking over at Slayer his grandfather shook his head and took a deep breath and said
When the white man called on us to fight the Great War we did not hesitate. They thought we fought because of what they called patriotism. We really fought because our land was attacked. They seemed to have forgotten whose land this really is. This war that they have themselves in now is not an honorable war...
The night air was cold, still and damp. The moon was full and the night was calm. They made camp in a heavily wooded area with very little snow on the ground. They sat and talked for hours about what Sebastian was going to do once he finished his tour in Vietnam. They agreed that he would go on to attend University. His grandfather made him promise then suddenly stopped talking and got real quiet.
In an instance his grandfather jumped up and spun around with his large elk horn handled bowie knife drawn. In a flash there was a large black blur. It and his grandfather were on the ground rolling kicking up dirt and leaves. Slayer jumped up and ran for his rifle, the horses had broken free knocking him to the ground as they galloped off into the night.
His grandfather broke free and jumped to his feet standing at 6' 7" he and the beast circled one another for a few seconds staring at each other eye to eye. Raising its snout into the air it gave out a thunderous howl. Right then Ezekiel gave out a spine tingling Indian war cry of his own that echoed throughout the valley he then lowered his head and rammed the beasts midsection with his shoulder propelling it backwards hard into a tree. Ezekiel jumped back to face his opponent once again they squared off. Like two titans of old they faced off and circled each other.
The beast lunged with its massive paw wide open with its claws out aiming for Ezekiel's head. Faking right then going left he avoided the swipe dropping low he kicked his leg out while spinning around and swept the beasts feet off the ground it fell back hard hitting the ground with a loud thud. In one motion Ezekiel rolled in stabbing it twice with a backhanded motion once in the chest and the second time in it's shoulder. He quickly rolled away and jumped up. The campfire light reflected in the blood glistening on his knife as the beast rose to it's feet. Growling it quickly lunged again his grandfather stepped to one side and thrust his knife deep into the chest of the large wolf like figure.
It gave out another ear splitting thunderous howl and in a sweeping motion swung its huge muscular arm and back handed Ezekiel in his chest knocking him fifteen feet across the clearing. With that Slayer grabbed a nearby fallen thick tree branch and swung it with all his might nailing the beast squarely in it's back. Knocking it forward it did a rough face plant right into the fire. Embers flew as it regained it's footing and charged at him. Slayer took a step back and tripped over a saddle. Falling back hard he lost his grip on the tree branch. The beast closed the distance in a matter of seconds and pounced on his chest and raised its arm to swipe.
Out of nowhere the Grey Wolf that had been shadowing them jumped on the back of the beast and tore into it's shoulder followed by another and then another soon there were 8 large wolves viciously attacking the creature. Fur, dirt and blood flew in all direction in a ferocious melee. Slayer got up and ran over to his grandfather but he was dead. The blow to his chest had crushed his ribcage collapsing his lungs and stopping his heart, there was nothing he could have done.
Turning back to take revenge he was amazed to find the beast and the wolves gone. That night he swore that when he finished his obligation to the Marines and as promised would finish his studies first, then he would kill every inhuman beast for what they had done to his grandfather.
Slayer heard about the meeting through some of his contacts in the underworld. He had to be there. He had made his way to London a few days previous to figure out his plan. He had reconnoitered the area and found a flaw in their security. The compounds main building stood over one of the oldest sections of the London sewers system.
He was able to gain access to the buildings main elevator shaft through the buildings foundation in which he climbed his way up the shaft and found ventilation ducts. He positioned himself in the ducts and waited for the meeting to begin. He was very tempted to bring a large amount of C-4 and level the whole damned place to the ground. Wolves and Vampires alike. He however thought it best to find out exactly what was going on.
His plan was not just to kill every single one of these bastards but figure out how to bring down their entire organizations. There will be no killing on this occasion. He sat there silently recording the details of their meeting.
Looking both ways and especially looking at the young blooded werewolf who's name he wasn't too sure about. He had almost gotten himself killed by just walking into the place guns blazing because Zach scared him. Luckily, Zach was able to talk some sense into the young blood and explain what was going on and that Zach knew that this werewolf's motorcycle gang was involved with killing Vampires and that killing needed to stop. He could only hope that what he said sunk in...
Zach, brushed some lint off of his jacket and was about to sit down, until a female Vampire walked up to him.
My lord wishes to speak with you in his chambers with some of the elders. The young Vampire stated.
Alright... Lead away.
Alrigh? What the hell was Zach thinking walking into a Vampires chambers with Elders? Mistakes like this need to stopped being made. The young Vampire and Zach walked further down the hallway.
Zach shaking his head at Fredericks ignorance, looked at Magnus, What can I do for you Vampire Lord?
Skyler stood wide eyed waiting for what this werewolf of old would do next as the Black Dog stood with a slight smile, holding his revolver in the air in front of him, almost daring Skyler to grab it back. Skyler exhaled slowly and lowered his arms to his side so as to not seem threatening. He was now more vulnerable than he ever was in his life.
My my arent we the young one? Do you have a death wish or are you just stupid? Take your time with your answer your life depends on it.
Im here to represent the clan of Alexander. King John has invited me. He would be just a little bit upset if I were not to show up.
Skyler lied through his werewolf teeth about this. He knew anything else he said would have meant death. Mentioning the King was one sure fire way to sustain his existence.
The elder werewolf slowly handed him back his gun, grip first.
The interior of the place was overwhelming. The architecture spoke of times passed. The smell intimidated him. It was old blood, he was sure of it. The vampires were smirking at him, as if they knew he didn't belong. Skyler wouldn't have been surprised if they seized him at that moment and locked him away in some ancient dungeon to be feasted on at a later time. He kept his back arched, stood tall and put on his best game face. He began returning the sneers with a cold determination that started breaking into their over confidence. They stopped looking at him and whispered amongst themselves now.
Where had that werewolf gone that he walked in with? He hoped this wouldn't turn into a blood bath. He stood with his back against a marble pillar and took account of everything in front of him. He concentrated on how that vampire had taken his brothers life. Now, he could feel his blood pressure rising and his primal instincts were a fraction away from kicking in. This is how he sustained his appearance and it seemed to work. He was here to take care of business and have his say in these matters. He would let the voice of his clan be heard, and hear it they would.
It was a tough one but I made it. I hope my attire does not offend Sire. I came as soon as I received your invite.
King John grasped his hand unbelievably tight and pulled him toward himself as he whispered in Skyler's ear.
You fool. Do you know what you have almost done here? You got your way Skyler and you will be attending this meeting. Do not do anything foolish or it will be the end of you and your motorcycle riding buddies. Do you understand?
The King eased away from Skyler's ear and began smiling as he loosened his grip and played the part. Skyler complied and returned the smiles. The meeting was about to begin, and the clan of Alexander would be present. He would have his say.
It was time. The meeting had begun. I couldn't help but feel a certain anxiety as the announcement was made. I could hear the faint rumble on the roof as the Guard vampires on top of the high rise were stalking the area.
The hunter who had sat next to me most of the night was still there. I turned to see his face. He looked nervous too. The sight of all those werewolves entering this sacred space was appalling. I watched Zecharia and another rough looking werewolf walk by. The rough one looked at me with a snarling face. I couldn't help but but feel a rage well up inside me. I could feel my eyes changing.
"Is it just me, or does he seem like he does not belong here?" I asked Andrew, who was not paying attention. "Who"? he said. "Nevermind. You see that rough looking werewolf over there? I want you and Ash to watch his every move. If he goes somewhere, follow him". I said. "Yes, sir" He replied.
All the vampires were ordered to stand as well as the werewolves. Maybe we were about to find something out.
The king continued to stare at Skyler across the room; he shook his head in disbelief.
Sire, hes a young blood, I wouldnt be too hard on him said Melchior.
Young blood or not, his actions could of started a war, he didnt think replied the King.
The King looked around the foyer to see where his men were. There were five men guarding the Queen at the back of the room they were holding machine guns with laser sights. The men aimed their weapons at everything that moved. Another six men had changed into werewolves and were prowling around the foyer. Kull had also changed into a werewolf and was pacing back and forth beside the king whilst holding a battle axe in each hand.
Ive never been so close to vampires before without killing them he said out loud.
Kull, take it easy, try to relax a little replied Melchior.
Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have your attention please. If your Majesties of the Werewolf clan would like to follow me I will show you to your seats
We walked into the room followed by the rest of our clan. Before us was a large round table big enough to seat twenty or thirty people. On the wall were old paintings showing various members of the vampire bloodlines. I think I recognised a few of them from previous battles.
The king and the Queen were seated next to each other in two large oak chairs, while Kull and Melchior sat either side of them. The rest of the werewolf clan stood at the back of the room, watching and waiting.
So where are the Vampires? Shouted Kull.
Kull, be quiet. said Melchior.
The king looked on, towards the empty throne where Magnus would sit. In a few moments the meeting would start and he would finally find out the reason why they were here.
As the elders continue their arguments amongst themselves, the central doors opened and low and behold our special guest had arrived. He seemed a bit confused by his surroundings, and could smell the hate emanating from the others around the table.
Frederick seemed especially jittery. He was not the type to run his mouth, yet with this one, he seemed to want to prove his loyalty, or perhaps his fear.
As the two exchanged their unpleasantries, tensions seemed to be ever increasing.
Magnus’ voice boomed throughout the wide chamber and the chalice in front of him shook.
Frederick, I will not have you insult our bloodline by reducing your behaviour to that of an animal, stay your tongue.
Forgive me Lord Vampire, but I highly doubt that you and me have anything in common other than keeping the treaty in place.
Magnus was amazed at how brave he was.
Never would any of his men speak to him in such a way. Especially while coldly staring into his eyes, unwavering. This one held some promise.
Ah, but you see my friend, that is exactly what I would like to discuss. You see, we have a mutual problem. My brethren are being killed by your rogue agents and so are yours, a solution is required. The one I propose will solve our problems but I will need help attempting to convince your kind.
And what makes you think I will be willing to help you? It would seem as if your plan benefits the Vampire Clans more than it benefits us.
Do not be a fool Zacharia. You are not like them down there, no. You are something much more special. Something far stronger than even you might know, and I have the avenue of showing that true potential.
Zacharia seemed a bit perplexed, but was determined to not have this Vampire charm him into any sort of agreement or trap.
What would you have me do? And what is this plan of yours?
Even more confused now, Zacharia began to speak but was cut off by the sound of the great doors opening again. The same female vampire stood in the doorway.
Mlord. If we do not start soon, we will have a bloodbath on our hands
Magnus looked at Margaret, a little disappointed. This was inconvenient but would have to do.
Well then, it would seem we have made everybody wait long enough. Shall we begin Zacharia? Follow me.
Skyler was riding a sea horse. He could feel its leathery body beneath him pumping furiously as it tried ever harder to gain more speed. He was amazed because he was able to breathe under the water. Behind him, and gaining fast, two vampires were riding sharks. Their fangs were exposed and their eyes glowed a brilliant red. He pulled on the bridle and banked into a deep cavern as the sharks narrowly caught him. Skyler twisted the throttle on his Harley harder. He was traveling down the turnpike at a furious rate. Two jet black Jaguars were in hot pursuit. Inside the cars he had seen the demonic figures of the vampires smiling wildly as they gave chase. They were gaining on him.
“Be advised we are on final approach. Please keep your seat belt on.” A thick Columbian accent crackled through the intercom on the leer jet. Skyler slowly began to realize he had been having a nightmare. He shook off the cobwebs from his sleep and began to recall his trip to London. It had begun when his buddy mentioned that stupid meeting to him.
"Pablo, it's Skyler, how you doing?" Skyler called Pablo. He was a drug kingpin from Columbia that Skyler ran security for on a couple of his deliveries to and from the country. Not that Skyler needed the money from him, he did it for the fun of it. The money was just gravy on a paid vacation for him. "Listen, I need one of your jets fueled and ready go by the morning. I have to get to London and there is no other option for me." Skyler was trying to talk quickly so no one else would suspect anything.
"Skyler, this just isn't possible. Do you know what's involved my friend? Let me make some phone calls and get back to you." Skyler knew that's what he would say. He could feel his blood pressure rising and envisioned ripping his throat out. "Do you remember that squad of policeman that they found on the tarmac in Columbia Pablo? Do you remember how I took care of them for you? Do you remember how all the other drug lords respected you after that? Well they will look on that event as a friggin kid's birthday party compared to what they will find at your slimy compound if you don't do this. Do you understand me Pablo? I will come for you, and I won't be bringing presents. Do you friggin hear me?" Skyler's voice was deeper now and he could feel the rage boiling his blood. He meant every word. He meant every word and he would follow through on his promises, oh he would certainly follow through. Skyler almost found himself wishing that Pablo would test him.
"Hey, Skyler, I didn't say I wouldn't did I? Look, you are a good man and I will help you." Pablo answered carefully and nervously now. "You know where the gate is at the airport. You be there at seven in the morning. My newest and best leer jet will be fueled and at your disposal. My best pilot will be there to take you wherever you need to go. Really, Skyler, please calm down my friend. I will help you as you have helped me. We are friends after all. Aren't we?" Pablo was waiting to be reassured but was presented with a dial tone.
Skyler sat back in his seat breathing heavily. Did he just see that or was he still dreaming? He felt his jacket to make sure he still had his gun. It was there. That did it. He knew the vampires weren’t going to listen to any treaty. His King would have to allow them to do something or they were going to die. This was getting far too serious.
He looked back out the window and was relieved to see the sun coming up on the horizon. He looked at the wing to make sure there was nothing there. He sat back in his chair and began to formulate a plan that would protect him and his brothers. He had to think of something.
Zach caught an eye on Frederick as he walked out of the meeting room with a couple of Hunters.
Zach was going to follow, but decided it was best not to pursue. He couldn't hear anything beyond the room. As the talks began, Zach listened, but remembered a few months back, but it felt like Years ago. It was him and the 3 other Black Dogs, the originals and he remembered that day when they died and looking at the attackers, it was neither Vampires or humans, but the werewolves themselves. Apparently, not more than a couple of months ago the werewolves, more like a group of rogue Werewolves attempted a Coup and part of this they decided to Purge the Black Dogs.
He remembered walking into the main chambers and following the pools of blood, he reached the back doors that led to the sacred plaza, where the Werewolves are said to have been concieved. But everyone knows that its just the birth place of Rachel, the first Queen Leader of the werewolves who died in combat with the Vampires long ago. He opened the doors and saw his brothers laying face down, they were dead, their scent had disappeared.
Looking straight ahead Zack saw only fifteen dead werewolves. He walked to his brothers and checked on them, in one of his brothers hands their was a piece of paper and on that paper was a name, it was Francis Gordon, King Johns arrogent nephew and wanna-be king. Anger flooded Zach and revenge would be his. He walked back inside the chambers and headed directly to Francis's place. Francis wanted to be the King and he wanted to start a war, he had built a building, much like the Vampires current Compound, except newer and much more lavish. All that for only a few Werewolves that were loyal to him. It was time to end this game.
The next day at the same time of the phone call in which his brothers called for his help, he watched as Francis's Chambers were blown apart, Francis was dead. He made sure of this, checking on the body parts that were left after the explosion, Franics was gone, his scent was completely vaporized and Silver filled the air. The bomb was a special type a bomb crafted out of Silver Shrapnel and packed with acid, along with a real explosion. It was over kill, but necessary.
He continued to replay the explosion that he saw from across the bridge and he envisioned his brothers next to him, ready to walk side by side once again.
Originally posted by SLAYER69
Getting past the compounds vast and advanced security and surveillance systems may have seemed impossible to many. Fortunately most if not all the of the equipment they used was either designed or manufactured by Secure-Tech a subdivision of Vera-Tech which Slayer just happened to own. He knew the bypass codes.
It took him a few hours prior to the meeting to set up all the equipment he had to work silently and that meant slowly as to not give away his position. Once he had his equipment in place it was simply a matter of splicing and then hacking their security grid in order to use their very own surveillance and security setup to augment his.
The hours till the meeting passed relatively quickly. Before he knew it he was done and they started to gather. He had to resist his gag reflex twice. The stench of so many vampires and Werewolves was almost overwhelming. Never before had he smelt such a stink. Most humans would not be able to smell the difference between them and humans but to his genetically enhance senses it was almost unbearable.
I was thinking back to the battle that killed my maker, Kaelus. I never bothered to learn the werewolf's name because it mattered not. They were all the same. It was night and we had moved in to strike one of their main compounds. It was supposed to be the ulitimate victory for us. After hours of fighting and hundreds of us dead, our Leader Kaelus moved in for a strike on the Werewolf king himself. He was successful. The head fell and blood splattered my lords sword. He stood there victorious without paying attention to his surroundings. Another werewolf came up behind him and decapitated Kaelus before I had a chance to get to him.
"If I had it my way, this would have been done. But, I do not. But, For YOUR sake my lord. My opinion, should this treaty continue. Would be for each side to exterminate their rogues. Cut off money supplies and hunt them down".
Magnus and King John both stared at me in awe. Almost as if they couldn't believe this had just happened. One werewolf looked like he would pounce on me any second. I smirked at him, daring him to.
One of the other clan leaders said aloud "You would jeopardize this meeting and this standing peace for the sake of your personal vendettas"?
I looked him square in the face. "Yes, yes I would. Do not take my word for it if you do not wish to. But, these Werewolves are the scourge of our existence. They deserve nothing less than to be fed as sausage links to our human slaves".
Just then the crowd roared but was quickly silenced by both Magnus and King John.
Kull stood up from his chair with both axes raised and pointing at Mr Toodles.
Do you want me to rip his throat out sire said Kull still looking towards the vampire.
The king looked up at Kull from where he sat.
Please he said calmly sit down Kull youre not helping the situation.
But what was the situation here, claims of rogue vampires and werewolves. The call for the Werewolves to be exterminated, wiped out from existence. King John knew he had trouble within his own clan with some of the young bloods. But this was for him to deal with, not brought up around a table with Vampires.
Maybe this is the end of the treaty he thought to himself.
His father Edward once told him never trust a vampire but he thought he had proven him wrong with the signing of the treaty. It was King John’s idea after all. But maybe now it was time to end it, he knew many of his kind would welcome war once again, especially the young bloods.
Is this the end of the peace treaty Magnus? He continued.
King John knew the werewolves behind him were ready to attack, he could hear their breathing get deeper and faster. He knew given the order they would leap forward and unleash hell on the vampires before him. He knew the next words from Magnus could start another war.
Im waiting Magnus, I suggest you choose your words very carefully Vampire.. said the King.
King John had done this quickly so as to not make suspicion arise from the members of the meeting who were now busy filing out of the hall in anger. It was a silk lined box. Very old. Skyler tucked it under his jacket and followed the crowds out of the place.
Once on his plane he had opened it. The belt was gorgeous and horrifying at the same time. The brown fur glistened in the planes interior lights and he could tell as soon as he gazed upon it that the werewolf who this was taken from died horribly. He closed the box and tucked it back under his jacket. He felt a shiver run up his spine as he tried to dismiss the images that the belt aroused in him.
Now, on the ground and mounting his Harley, he was as mad as hell itself. Before he gathered his brothers he had something to do. It was something that no one on the planet was going to keep him from. The images of the old Victorian house on the edge of town where he was sure the vampire lived was clear as day. He had done some reconnaissance after his brother was killed and he was sure that was where the vampire responsible for the horrible death resided. He started his machine and peeled out from the parking garage with determination seething in his pours.
The silence of the surrounding area around the house was broken by the rumbling of his bike. Birds took to flight and squawked as they retreated. Skyler saw the curtains of the place moving and knew that someone had heard him coming. That was fine with Skyler. He could care less. He removed his jacket and shirt, the sun felt good. He sat the old box on the seat of his vehicle and opened it. Those old horrible feelings began arising as he pulled the belt from the box and wrapped it around his waist.
He made his way to the far corner and observed something very interesting indeed. A gold framed picture with candles around it. It was set up like a shrine of sorts. The picture was unmistakable. It was Toodles. The creature's over lord. He was in trouble. He had to let his brothers know what was happening.
Becareful Zach, their were whispers of rogue Vampires aiming for a black dog that would attend this meeting, the whispers only began a few minutes after you entered the meeting room. Watch your back. Margaret said, as she closed the doors and now Zach began to walk.
Rogue Vampires, going after him? Zach replayed the meeting and remembered Frederick talking to a vampire from behind the door, what they said was unknown. It had to be Frederick, Zack walked further and a car pulled up to him. The window was lowered and on the passenger side was a gun sticking out the window and holding that gun was a Vampire, apparently, an old Vampire with the Blue eyes, representing pure blood. The vampire told Zach to get into the back of the car.
With a blink of the eye Zach was gone.
Where the hell did he go? After an apparent pause the driver yelled There he is, he changed, Magnus is going to be upset if we dont protect him, I think we scared him.
The passenger said, Good. That gives us a reason to not pursue and an alibi to tell Magnus. We lost the dog... Due me a favor Isacc, tell Frederick, when the meeting is over, that we did our part
We had the easy part, I wish I was the one to have been picked to tear him apart. The driver said, as he opened his door and walked out the vehicle.
He looked to his left and saw someone their.
A blonde vampire, he could smell it, a rather old vampire who was also a pure blood. She hadn't even changed yet, but her eyes were radianting blue. Zach didn't know whether to turn again or to just walk away. She just stood their staring at him, eventually she began to walk toward him.
A Black Dog was supposed to die here. However, my alligences are with my Lord Magnus, not the others. He has faith that you can help him, if you proceed anywhere else you will encounter dozens of rogue vampires past this street. Use the sewers and get out. The female vampire said, as she pulled open the grate.
Tootles had made his views and opinions clearer than he’d been asked to do, and his failure to account for the actions of his clan would be dealt with.
Enough of this John, if you think you and your ilk scare me, then we are not as good friends as I though.
The words left Magnus’ mouth like sharp razors.
I suggest you and your men remember exactly where you are, and how hard it would be for you to exit if anything happens to me or this council. You do remember the last time one of your guards attempted to assinate a member of my house do you not?
As Magnus spoke, the more agitated werewolves looked to their King for a response, however upon closer inspection the King of Lycans seemed to be more interested in cold staring Magnus.
We have come here for a simple reason. This fighting grows very tiresome, and I for one would prefer to not have to clean up Vampire corpses every other month. I would assume you feel the same about your brethren who are being fed death as well.
Magnus contemplated this. He’d heard of a human hunter who was feared in the United States for his skill as well as his choice of high profile targets.
Intel had shown that he was in the city. Hmm, perhaps we would need to send him a message as well.
Seal off the lab, make sure nobody can come in. Switch to security system delta and release test subjects 18 through 23 into both levels 3 and 4.
Frederick left immediately to alert the rest of the compound.
I will require his aid as well, perhaps showing him a secret of ours will help build some rapport.
Attention returned to the meeting at hand, a few of the members had left. Most notably, Zacharia. Damn, Magnus thought, if anything happened to him before his role was complete, there would be hell to pay. He could only hope the detail would do its job.
We shall prepare a hunting list for you King, and have them delivered early next week, we will not attempt to stop any hunting of these Vampires. I hope we can receive the same cooperation from you.
As for you Tootles, I suggest paying a bit more respect to those who are elders. If you ever disrespect me or this court in that fashion, I will personally deliver you to Krull over here. Do we have an understanding?
As Magnus entered the compound’s central control and security center, and caught a glimpse of the monitor, his skin began to crawl. On the screen before him, a view of the closed CCTV camera network of London, he observed Zacharia talking with an unknown female. As the conversation ended and she turned to face the camera Magnus’ eyes widened.
It cannot be....no..
Now the reason the enlightened prince and the wise general conquer the enemy whenever they move and their achievements surpass those of ordinary men is foreknowledge. Sun Tzu
Being able to tap into the compounds vast surveillance network made Slayer's job all the more easier. Through tapping their network he had access to all of their cameras and audio recording equipment.
The meeting got pretty heated. It seemed likely that they would come to blows at any second. He noticed an individual who came rushing to Magnus's side. He whispered something in his ear. Slayer could not quite make it out. As the guest started to depart, he was capturing as many face shots as possible. He had nearly everybody logged and had most of their voice prints. Then with out warning he lost all data feeds from the security system.
Leaning back in his chair he reached up to his sleeve side pocket and pulled out a pack of lucky strike cigarettes and his zippo and lit a smoke. He turned to his laptop and brought up a command prompt. He typed in the following command C:\BULLRUN/Hardhatmax and hit enter. He quickly unplugged the portable hard drive and shoved it into his side pant pocket of his fatigues. Making sure the command was working he waited a few seconds until he saw smoke rising from the machines. Everything was being fried.
Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small remote control. With his thumb he flicked up the toggle cover and thumbed the red button. Off in the distance he could hear several muffled explosions from outside. Simultaneously the city’s main power supply line to the compound was severed and the interior primary back up power generator was fried. Slayer waited as the power faded and the emergency lights kicked on.
He stood up and pulled out a backpack and strapped in on. He took one last drag off of his smoke and crushed it out then attached the drum magazine and pulled back the bolt...
OK boys and girls its show time...
The king and his men left the room and walked across the foyer to the exit. Those who were still werewolves reverted back to their human form as they left the compound and got into the cars. The Queen travelled with Kull in one of the cars, whilst Melchior travelled with the King. Upon leaving they heard explosions coming from the compound behind them.
Just keep driving said the King It doesnt concern us
The journey home seemed longer for some reason. The king sat there in silence for the two hour trip back, with Melchior wondering what was going through his friends mind. The cars pulled up to the large mansion set in the English countryside. The acres of land and forests surrounding the mansion belonged to the King. It was a good place to live and hunt plus it kept them away from the humans.
As they entered the mansion’s large hallway, the Queen turned to the King.
Im going to bed, this evening was a complete waste of time; don’t expect me to wait up for you she said walking up the stairs.
The King threw his glass to the floor.
Why must we always bow down to the vampires he shouted out loud it always has to be their meeting, their compound, their rules.
This treaty means nothing; they still treat us like slaves, even after all these years. They would stab us in the back given half the chance.
Then we will attack said Kull take the war to them, kill them all, wipe them out.
The king walked over to the window and looked up towards the sky, the moon was still out. He felt it’s calling flowing through his body and through his veins.
How did I let it come to this said the King this would never of happened if my father was still here.
Skyler arrived at his own place with his thoughts racing. Whatever was going on, he knew it was bad. That vampire Toodles was leading rogue vampires and he was sure of it. Toodles seemed incredibly dangerous to Skyler at the meeting. He was as smooth as ice as he explained to Magnus that he had nothing to do with the unsanctioned killings of the rogue werewolves and Magnus bought it. Magnus would have easily picked up a lie like that from anyone else present in the room. Hell, Toodles even convinced Skyler in that moment.
He remembered how Toodles turned slowly and smirked at Skyler after Magnus bought his lie. It was absolutely unnerving because he now knew what was going on. The picture he found at that Victorian house all but laid out the whole thing for him. Skyler's mind was turning in a thousand different directions.
Skyler quickly went to his bedroom and unlocked his safe box. In it, he had a phone number that was a direct line to King John's mansion that was located in the English countryside. Should he call him and tell him of the picture he found at the rogue vampire's place? How would he go about explaining that he came across it in the first place? The King would know that Skyler took matters into his own hands and used the belt because he was mad, but this was big.
Maybe he would just have to call him and let the pieces fall where they would. That Toodles was no joke and he now knew that Toodles would know who killed his faithful follower. Skyler was in some deep trouble so he had to do something. He now realized why Toodles was smirking at him, and why there was a vampire riding on the wing of the leer jet that he came back to the states on. He suddenly felt very vulnerable. A vampire like that, with the resources that he was sure Toodles had, was incredibly dangerous.
I was kind of smiling to myself. Proud of what I had managed to accomplish with only a few little words. It was time. Time for me to let the underworld know what I had been up to for many years. Even our great Leader Magnus had been left in the dark.
After all the werewolves had left the compound, I decided to take a little walk. Seemed safe enough. No werewolf would dare attack so close to our main headquarters. I pulled out my phone and called my personal IT room at my compound back home.
"Jesus, bring the new servers online. I want you to find a backdoor into the main Satellites infrared scanners". I said. "Yes, my lord" replied Jesus.
To me, this was the end of the treaty. I don't care what our elders or any of the other clans say. They are too busy practicing old traditions while trying to maintain a peace that simply will not work. It is time to bring in the new, dispose of the treaty and take our place as the supreme Under creatures.
I did not lie when I said I was keeping a watchful eye. My rogues have been scouting and tracing the hunting patterns of these wolves for years. We managed to amass a huge genetic database on a large amount of them. The humans have come in handy over the past 100 years. Without their technology, my plan would not have a fighting chance.
It was interesting though. My blatant lie to Magnus himself was accepted. Or was it just a ploy to keep the peace? I could not be sure, but the treaty is still technically in place. I just might have the advantage. Soon though. Soon, I will reveal my work to Magnus. He will have no choice but to be proud of this lowly, unexperienced clan.
What was this? A stray human out at night...alone. It had been quite a while since my last meal and she looked to be aged just right. I almost jumped for joy at how easy this would be.
It is essential to seek out enemy agents who have come to conduct espionage against you and to bribe them to serve you. Give them instructions and care for them. Thus doubled agents are recruited and used. Sun Tzu
Slowly skirting along the wall he made his way back to the elevator. Setting the Thompson off to the side, he needed to use both hands to pry the doors open. He was about to look down the shaft when a large clawed hand grabbed him by the throat and shoved him backwards against the wall with enough force to drive him through the drywall into the adjacent office. The force of the impact almost knocked the wind out of him. He struggled to reach his pistol. He was then flung violently sideways like a rag doll.
Toppling a water cooler he landed on his back on top of a desk hitting the wall. He rolled away from the wall landing behind a desk grabbing his side arm he stood to shoot but there was nothing there. He looked all around the room. Up, down and side to side nothing...
Normally in these situations he would use his heightened senses to hunt a creature. Being a major vampire lair the building was permeated with their stench which made his sense of smell useless. He focused on his hearing and his keen eyesight. He slowly made his way back towards the hole in the drywall. Then his hearing picked up something he spun around and aimed his pistol towards the sound.
If you would like to make a call please hang up and dial again. This is a recording.
Turning away he covered his eyes and listened for the tell tale bang. Then he ran into the room. Hanging upside down from the ceiling the creature was not affected by the flash bang one bit. It didn't matter Slayer had his head at point blank range and fired off 7 rounds rapidly. The creatures head came apart splattering blood and matter all over the walls. Slayer backed up and changed clips as the body fell and crumpled on the floor.
He noticed it was a standard office door lock nothing really heavy duty. Grabbing the knob he twisted it with all his might crushing the light weight lock cylinder. He entered and closed the door behind him. He froze instantly there in the darkness he was not alone.
With a tremendously jarring action he was grabbed from behind and thrown against some filing cabinets. Something grabbed his backpack, picked him up with it and flung him through a closed door head first. His helmet shattered the door as he broke through and landed on his chest with a thud. Catching his breath he quickly rolled over and fired off a small three round burst. He landed one in the head and two in the chest. The impacts from the high velocity rounds knocked the creature back a few feet against the wall. Trying not to give away his position by firing anymore rounds than he had to. He tossed the Thompson to one side.
Unslinging his Thompson he barely had time to gain his bearings when he heard a loud shriek from behind. He spun around and squeezed off a few rounds knocking the creature back a bit.
I dont have time for this crap!
He raised the Thompson and took direct aim at it's head and upper torso. He emptied the remainder of the drum shredding it down to the bone! All that was left was just a lower torso grotesquely standing there. They didn't call the Thompson the trench broom during the war for nothing. He released the trigger. He stood there for a few seconds in the dim light as smoke poured from the barrel. He starting jogging towards the exit as he released then tossed the spent drum and replaced it with a fresh one.
He picked up his pace and as he rounded a corner. He came face to face with Zacharia. He and Zach were startled. They both froze for a second. Slayer had been so preoccupied with avoiding Vampires he forgot all about Werewolves or Black Dogs. He slowly raised his Thompson. Then thought twice and lowered his weapon Had this beast wanted to fight he would have done so already.
Zach seeing the human lower his weapon thought to himself how brave or stupid of him...
Tell me human what is your name?
He said as he slowly circled him sniffing.
My family knows me as Sebastian. My few friends call me Slayer. You are neither!
Zach continued to circle Slayer. He didn't sense the normal fear that humans wreak of. He didn't sense any fear nor apprehension at all.
Are you the one?
Slayer just looked at him and said nothing. Zach circled him then got very close and whispered into his ear.
You know you have created quite a reputation for yourself. As a matter of fact there is a bounty on your head. Apparently you are considered dangerous. From my experiences the large tough humans are usually all brawn with very little brains. I however dont get that feeling with you.
Slayer thought about it for a moment. He figured this would be another way to gain more information. He looked at Zach.
That is an interesting proposition. I will think about it and get back to you. No worries you may not know who I am but I know who you are. If I accept I will be in contact. You will know its me so dont bother trying to contact me.
With that he walked away...
As he made his way back to his chambers, Zoe was waiting for him. She seemed perplexed.
Father, what happened? Levels 3 and 4 of the compound are in ruin and the access shafts to the underground facilities are locked. How could you risk our research this way?
Do not lecture me this night Zoe, these things are out of my control. Your father is seems to be loosing his touch.
Zoe had never seen her father in this state. He had always been sure of himself, always knew what to do next. Exactly what had happened she did not know. Zaio would need to fill her in.
How was America? Are the experiments there going as well as you had planned?
Even though she was younger than her brother, Zoe showed wisdom beyond her years. At times he wondered if she had lived longer than even he had. Her love for the venevore she kept around her was a bit startling, however these were small things he could overlook.
As Zoe was taking her leave, Frederick barged through the door even more riled up than when the Lycans were in front of him.
Mlord, we have a problem. Seems there is treason within our ranks.
Is that so Frederick? What have you learned?
One of our satellites intercepted a phone call by one of the Clan Leaders. Would you like to guess who?
Toodles, Magnus knew.
Slayer made his way to a manhole opening about a hundred yards further down the sewer. Making sure he would not be seen he quickly climbed out and ran down a nearby side street to where he had parked. Removing all his gear he closed the trunk and drove off. The adrenaline rush he had been on slowly faded and he felt drained as the sun slowly rose.
Already having property in London his flat at One Hyde Park had become his temporary impromptu base of operations. He parked his car in the underground garage. He retrieved his back pack from the trunk and walked over to the elevator. He stopped and hesitated staring at the elevator call button for a few seconds. Thinking to himself he had had enough of elevators for one day.
This is stupid
Rolling his eyes he pushed the bottom and waited. Upon reaching his private level he walked over to the double doors.
Voice print recognition requested.
The security systems computer voice asked.
Being overly tired and sore Slayer was slightly startled by the computers voice. Accepting his response as a reply the doors unlocked. The flats automated environmental controls activated. The lights came on and classic rock started playing. Led Zeppelin's Stairway to Heaven was on. He walked in and went straight for the bar. Grabbing a bottle of scotch he filled a glass with some ice from the dispenser poured himself a full glass. Taking the bottle with him. He walked passed a portrait of his grandfather on his way to the office and master bedroom upstairs.
Its Brian I have that information you wanted. Apparently those holdings go way back. I mean way way back. Unraveling the paper trail has taken a lot of research. I dont know who they are but who ever they are they are pretty powerful and have ties all over the planet. They own property in the US, UK, the EU and Asia. They are tied into everything. Mostly funneling their finances through off shore accounts. The money is very old and immense.
thats all for now...
Let me know if you need anything else. I have the info on a disc and placed in a secure location. You know where.
Slayer quickly typed a text message reply to Brian's cell. He would send him the photos and audio files that he had just acquired. He informed him that he would be back in the states within 48 hours and that he had some business to attend to here in London first. Not mentioning that that business was healing his wounds.
Vampires, Werewolves and Black dogs could heal in a matter of minutes. He however even with his genetic enhancements took hours. Finishing off his third drink he poured a fourth. With a cigarette hanging from his mouth he stood taking the bottle with him, he made his way to the master bedroom. He needed a shower.
Walking into the adjacent master bathroom he removed his shirt, raising his right arm he twisted to the side. He Looked into the mirror, he could see the purplish black signs of severely bruised ribs.
Sticking his tongue out he looked at his face. On his forehead and cheek was dried blood covering healed cuts. He washed them away then toweled his face off. Already the sign of a black eye was fading it was just pink and slightly swollen. Downing his fourth drink he poured a fifth. Feeling the effects of the scotch strongly now he turned around and leaned back against the counter closing his eyes listening to the music. It was now playing Iron Maiden's Number of the beast. He snickered.
I stood up from my seat, ripped the belt clean from the seat itself and hit the guy sitting next to me flat in the forehead. So happens that the buckle hit him and cracked his skull open, he started screaming and gushing blood everywhere. He leaked on my new trenchcoat I thought to myself. I went for his neck before he was too dead to be of any use. Oh, how nice it was to finally get that meal.
The woman across the aisle started screaming, as did everyone else in the plane. As soon as I got done with him, I immediately went full vampire form. Eyes pulsating, fangs out and fingernails grown to epic proportions. I began the hacking and slicing of everyone in the cabin. One guy pulled out a knife (how he got it onto the plane, I cannot be sure) He jabbed at me, but by the time he jabbed, I was already behind him. Dead, in an instant.
I moved on to where the attendants had decided to hide away. I ripped the doors off the storage compartments and threw them straight through the cabins hull, making a huge hole in the side of the plane. I could hear the door hit the left engine. It made a grinding sound, then exploded. The entire plane shook. The look on the attendants face was priceless. Horror beyond comprehension.
I ripped her face clean from her skull and then jumped through that hole I had made. I was having so much fun that I didn't wanna stop there. I stopped, turned around to where one of the golf carts were sitting. Picked it up and threw it straight into the fuel line of the plane....
I got back to headquarters and my assistant immediately ran up to me and informed me of the news. "We haven't confirmed a number yet, but the attack was highly unsuccessful. They had to retreat. A few are dead".
"HAHAHA! That was YOU?!" Andrew screamed in my ear. I simply smirked and replied "Yep. They will have some fun trying to trace me. Have we gotten any leads on the werewolf who killed our companion the othernight"?
"Seems the dog who killed him was one of the dogs who fought off our attack tonight. His name is Skyler".
"Alright, give me all the data we have on him. He is target priority 1. Hunt him down at all costs" I said.
Morning was approaching, it was time to sleep.
Zach awoke to the strong smell of Vampire, a strong one at that. Zach jumped out of bed put his shoes on and headed out the door. The smell was getting stronger as he turned the corner of the hallway and there she was. She just stared at him, Zach was ready to turn as the women said her name was Zoe, Magnus' daughter. Zach was relieved to hear that.
My father told me that I had to fetch you. Zoe said, as smiled.
Fetch? Thats a good one, so why are you here. Zach said, as he walked next to her and the two proceeded down the hall.
Apparently, my fater thinks you can help him and also help me. Zoe said, pusing the elevator button.
Zach entered the elevator and Zoe followed him and pushed the button one. Help you? And how am I supposed to do that?
Well you will be my bodyguard. Zoe said, as a moment of silence commenced over them.
The elevator stopped and Zoe walked out and Zach followed. Zoe turned to Zach You have to decided now, either you say yes and you come with me or you say no and go back into hiding.
Zach and Zoe made it to the bottom of the stairs and lights clicked on. Infront of them were test tubes and pods, on the other side of the room were weapons that Zach had never seen. On the other side of the room, chemicals lined the wall from end to end.
Come. I want to show you something. Zoe walked over to the weapons area and Zach followed.
This is a fantastic weapon. Zoe said, poiting it at Zach, Its one of our trump cards. A device which burns from the inside out, kills both Werewolves and Vampires alike.
Burns? Zach asked.
Zoe grabbed a piece of wood and shot into it, about five seconds later a flame appeared from the inside and in another fix seconds it was completely engulfed. She went on to tell him that the bullet was mixed with Silver and UV light. A strong weapon indeed... She also told him that the bullet can automatically tell density as to not go through an object, but instead to lodge inself in an enemy.
After a while of weapons being demonstarted and the lot. Zoe then turned to Zach, We are going to Africa, in about three hours to check up on some test subjects and of course make sure the hideout if going well. You can rest wherever you want, the Vampires here will protect you, Magnus gave strict orders.
Didn't even ask if I wanted to go he thought... But indeed he had agreed to go in the beginning.
So Africa it was, unfortunately, little did he know that agreeing to go to Africa would possibly be the worst decision he could have made....
Alright boys Ill be back. Im gonna go get us some breakfast. Somebody gotta relieve those guys that are on watch. Work it out amongst yourselves.
Skyler's bike roared to life as he slid his sunglasses on. He drove back through the long trail that they had taken to get to the flats and was relieved to finally see some pavement. Ten minutes later he was pulling up to the small shack that was Joes Wine and Liquor. Oh, the memories were all coming back to him as he walked up the small wooden steps and kicked the screen door open.
Where in the hell is Joe!? That douche bag owes me twenty dollars.
He hollered as he made his presence known. Joe emerged from the back room. A small old man now, but his face brightened as he realized who had paid him visit. He raised his hands and walked toward his old pal.
Holy sheep sheers! Look what the cat dragged in! Its great to see ya bud. How you been?
Fine Joe buddy fine. Things are a little hectic right now so I cant hang out. But I promise me and all the guys will be back soon. They all wanted me to come and say hi. By the way how are you fixed for steaks? Those animals are starving.
Joe laughed as he immediately produced a bag in which he began loading Tbones and london broils. They laughed about the old times as Skyler was busy at the walk in cooler grabbing cases of beer. It felt good and Skyler was wishing that him and his buddies could come back and hang out with Joe for the rest of the damn week. Then they heard the bell ring as the old screen door opened.
Skyler stepped out of the cooler to see who had come in. Maybe he knew who it was. He then realized he didn't know these guys and he was sure they didn't belong around this area. They wore black suits and were about six feet tall. Both of them were wearing darkened sunglasses and when they saw Skyler they approached him. Skyler knew something was wrong. He put down the case of beer he had in his arms and placed it on the other ones he had collected.
Do not make this harder than it has to be. We know where you are all of the time. Our satellites can monitor your club everywhere. Do you think you had a victory last night? They were expendable test subjects. Worth nothing to Toodles. They were an experiment and thank you for verifying their effectiveness. We now know how to adjust. If you come along peacefully no harm will come to you or your clan. Listen to reason Skyler. Toodles will not be so kind if you refuse.
Skyler felt a chill go up his spine. Satellites? Test subjects? What the hell was going on here. He began conjuring his primal rage and a smirk began to be apparent on his mouth now. Just then the door opened again and an older gentleman wearing a flannel shirt and ball cap walked in. He looked at the little meeting going on and froze.
Toodles huh? Would you guys mind bringing him a message for me? Id very much appreciate it.
With this, Skyler with lightning speed, withdrew his Colt King Cobra from beneath his own jacket and deposited a hollow point into each of their foreheads. Blood sprayed from the backs of their heads as their now lifeless bodies crumpled to the floor. He put his revolver away as he turned and grabbed the beer. Joe emerged from behind an aisle shaking.
The scene now changed and a shaky camera focused on the patron. He was visibly upset and trying to explain what he had seen. The footage was taken right outside of Joe's where forensic teams were trying to determine what had happened. The patron gathered himself and looked into the camera.
They were demons I tell ya. One big biker fella shot them both in the head. They fell to the floor. The biker fella walked out like nothing happened. Its Armageddon I tell ya all. Armageddon! This is the end I tell ya!
The camera now focused on the reporter. There you have it. Right from the source. This is the back country Shep and strange things do happen. Our eyewitness explained that the perpetrator was wearing a jacket that had the name Hounds or something on it. There is no description of him beyond this. This is Wallace reporting live from Joes. Out.
The anchorman, looking at his monitor, now turned to his audience. Take from it what you will. We report you decide.
Skyler never saw the news reports. He arrived back at the flats where they all ate and drank talking about what had transpired at Joes. Skyler suggested they go to an old Nike missle base that they knew of up in the Highlands. There was an underground bunker there that would shield them from the prying eyes of any satellites. They gathered up their equipment and began preparing for a long ride.
Im not crossing that river again. she said putting her back pack on.
Tom looked at the map to see best route back but without the compass he wasn’t too sure which way to go.
Lets go this way up through here he said pointing.
Sarah was walking a few paces ahead of Tom, down a path that seemed to be heading nowhere.
There were sudden noises coming from the bushes to the left of them, then to the right of them. Then more trees moved very quickly.
And another thing she shouted is this really what you think of me. Gary took Lisa to Paris last weekend... PARIS! What do I get, some lousy forest in the English countryside!
One of the bushes behind her moved and Tom let out the most painful scream.
TOM? She shouted turning around Im coming Tom she said moving the branches aside very slowly.
She pushed the branches away, and saw Tom lying on the ground with two wolf like creatures above him. They were tearing off chunks of flesh sending blood flying into the air.
She gasped. Another creature leapt from the side and landed in front of her in full view.
Its a werewolf she thought unable to move.
With a sudden rush of adrenalin she turned around and ran forwards, no idea where she was going she just ran.
This ones mine said the King.
Once again the hunt was on.
Lilia. The love of his life. No. The love of his eternity. Magnus had never thought it possible, but somehow, she had managed to dig herself a place in his heart unlike any other. She had been a beautiful girl in life and even more as a Vampire.
Magnus took pride in the fact that he wasn't the one who turned her. She never spoke of her past and when the subject came up she would get a painfull look on her face. That look prevented Magnus from pushing the conversation further every time.
He had met her in Italy. He could not remember the year however it was during the time when the " New World" had been discovered. The nights they had spent together hunting humans who had strayed too far in the grape fields still haunted his dreams.
The night she was killed had forever changed him. They had been traveling across Europe hoping to catch a boat to this new continent. Everyone said it was a place where your dreams could be realized. He'd been a part of the Vampire clans for centuries now however Lilia had breathed new life into him. Gone were the days where he wanted power and control.
He simply wanted to leave with her, start a new life and build an Empire in the new world. That dream was cut short by men in the night. In their travels from Italy to London they made camp in a forest just north of Paris.
As the daylight faded and the night took hold, Magnus left to hunt something for them to eat. Humans would be hard to find, so an animal would have to do. Half way into his activity, he heard a blood curling scream. Magnus was fast getting back to the camp site, when he arrived, she was gone. All that was left were bloody footprints, the smell of human in the air.
For weeks he had attempted to find those who had taken her, but no to avail. Tracking her sent had been useless and after a few months, he had simply come to the conclusion she had been killed. In his grief, Magnus turned to his brotherhood for support.
I do not expect you to be. I still love you Magnus, however I am not here for a reunion of hearts. I am here to help you deal with your apparent loyalty issues. I am here to rid this world of Lycans.
No. Violence is not the answer. Our treaty holds strong. I can take of my own kind Lilia. It is not out of my control.
It soon will be my love, it soon will be. When your daughter returns from Africa, everything will change. You will see.
I woke up to the moon light flooding my little room. Time to get some work done I thought. I got dressed, and headed down the stairs to the main lobby room.
Andrew, walk with me. We are going to see the progress with the new data after the other nights attack
I came to the basement door. "Please state name and rank" said the computer Voice. Toodles, clan leader of the Marcus Bloodline "Voice print recogized, welcome back Toodles" he said again.
As I walked down the dark, concrete steps I could hear screaming and a slight howling.
Mathis, good to see you again. How is the work coming?
"So far so good. The genetic data we collected has revealed a few chromosomes in the Werewolf DNA pattern that can be fused with Vampire DNA. We just finished cloning a new test subject"
Excellent. Let me know how it goes. We will be mobilizing a full fleet of Hunters tomorrow night. Your orders are to take Skyler alive. Equip unit 2 with 2 mg silver nitrate rounds. No more than 2 mgs. Will be enough to damage and render them unconscious. I want a full unit ready by tomorrow night.
"Sir, we found a backdoor into the main satellites infrared scanners. We have been monitoring Magnus's IT team. Seems they noticed your little attack on the human plane. They will not be pleased".
Very good. Keep an eye out, I want you to upload all available data of the werewolves into these servers and get a track on all their movements in real time. Let me know the instant a large group of them moves
"Yes, sir" said Jack.
Now it was time for a little more fun. The night has just begun. I hadn't seen the news report on my two men that were killed. I didn't need too, I knew they would just die by approaching Skyler. But, we managed to get a tracking device on his bike. He would be virtually indistinguishable from the rest without it.
For now, I hunt for a new meal. Tomorrow night I will have to check on our tech lab and their findings into new UV technologies. The sooner we can go out in daylight the better. I only hope it is even possible.
To Skyler, Pablo was just a greedy mortal who preyed on his own kind. He could care less about him really, but a resource was a resource. Pablo had connections and his network served Skyler more than once. He would keep this resource close.
I do have something pressing my friend I do. You see one of my newest freighters will be leaving port today. I am very concerned with the security of this vessel as I have much invested in it. I would like you and your men to go along for the ride. To make sure everything is ok. I mean I will never forget how you and your men stopped that squad of policeman in Columbia when they were about to detain my airliner. It is this kind of professionalism that will be required to protect this freighter Skyler. It is that important. I know this is short notice but then you gave me very short notice when you had to go to London and remember I didnt ask for you to compensate me for that trip. I complied because I respect you. I ask you to respect my request.
Pablo had heard all about what happened that day in Columbia from his men. The police had surrounded his leer jet that was loaded down with his product. All seemed lost. Then Skyler and his men laughed and opened the door. They jumped out onto the tarmac and decimated them. Some of his men said they changed, but others said they were just ruthless. It was dark and nobody could really be sure. One thing was for sure though, Pablo was respected after this event. The other drug lords even gave him parts of their business and Pablo's empire increased. He knew whatever happened was no joke. The carnage was unbelievable. He needed that kind of protection now and Pablo was calling in a favor.
So you are telling me that satellites cannot track it Pablo?
Exactly my friend. It is one of a kind. It is an invisible ghost ship. Just because I am from Columbia doesnt mean that I am stupid Skyler. My research teams have all avenues covered. Even this phone call Skyler. It is scrambled and encrypted beyond deciphering. As soon as you picked up this call my servers took control of your phone and there isnt a person on the planet that can intercept or hear this call. Believe me my friend I am very careful with all that I do. Which is why I am asking you to take the ride with my crew and make sure nothing happens. There is always the unknown. Like pirates. Who I would have you deal with in the same manner you dealt with that squad of policemen. Do you understand?
Skyler liked what he was hearing. This could be a way for him and his men to stay protected while he was waiting to hear from their King. He decided that this was blessing in disguise.
Alright Pablo. Ill do it. There will be twelve of us. We need access to that hull. I want to make sure I can access everywhere on that freighter. I am a professional Pablo and I know you understand. If I am to do this I want control over everything. You have your men give me the access cards to every place on that ship. I will not be responsible if one thing is out of place that I had no access to. Is this understood?
Skyler thought about that a minute. Pablo was flexing his muscles. If Skyler demanded to be paid Pablo would oblige. No doubt. Pablo was afraid of him and Skyler knew it. He thought it would be better to let him have his little victory. Skyler didn't need the money at all.
Pablo I wouldnt take your money after you did that favor for me. Please we are better than that arent we? I am leaving in about a half hour for the docks. What is the name of the ship I am looking for?
It is the Senora de la Luz. Or to you Our Lady of Light. It is a magnificent freighter on the inside but on the outside it is disguised as a rust bucket. That is the radar absorbent material we used and a perfect camaflouge to anyone else. Make haste my friend. We have work to do.
Ill see you in Columbia my friend. Skyler closed his cell phone. He turned back to his guys who were impatiently sitting on their bikes waiting for him to finish his phone call. He would have to let them know that they were all going on vacation.
Alright boys. Change of plans. Get these bikes hidden in the woods. Put a tarp over them and camouflage them. We are walking out of here and taking cabs to the docks. We are going on vacation to Columbia!
Nok a small village in Nigeria, Zoe the whole flight kept talking and talking about how her dad was here long ago and that he was liberated here. Zach just kept nodding, eventaully, the flight stopped and the land was completely different than anything he had ever seen.
Zach, Zoe, and a group of other Vampires all made it to the hideout in Africa. The terrain was a killer on the back as the jeep kept flying up and down and side to side. It was a pain in the butt and Zach could feel his spine cringing in pain.
Alright, well, this is the hideout Zoe said, as she pushed away the rock infront of the place.
Zoe, whats in there? Zach asked, as Zoe had a strange look on her face.
Do you smell that Zoe said, looking back to the others.
Zach shook his head and so did the others, their was no apparent smell coming from anywhere. Zoe shook it off as an error on her part as they began the decent down the stairs, three of the four Vampires that arrived with them stayed outside to watch for intruders. The fourth one went down below with Zach and Zoe.
What the hell is it now? The scientist asked, as he turned on the CCTV camera on the outside, it was some sort of beast attacking the men outside, they were not werewolves and not vampires. But then what were they.
Zach grabbed Zoe by the arm We have to go now.
Zoe nodded and the scientist began to grab weapons of all sorts, as they took Zach and Zoe to an underground tunnel which led to a car and an exit. Zach and Zoe went in and followed the road, Zach could smell a strong oder of Vampire coming from the end of this tunnel and Zoe commented on the smell again.
The two of them made it to the back and opened the hidden door to get out. Zoe walked out first and Zach quickly followed.
Where the hell is the car? Zoe asked, looking in every direction.
Yea, we need to start running... Zach said, as he glanced to the side and saw three beasts running toward them.
Zach turned into a hosehold dog, he was fastest in this form, if he turned into his bigger form he would be slower and lose his energy faster. Zoe was really fast anyway and was eevn faster turned into a Vampire. Her blue eyes shot everywhere and the two began to run to the east. Mountains were visible on the east side and if they could reach the mountains they could change the odds of the fight, in the open like this would be suicide. Neither of them knew what these beasts were.